Sunday.... hmmmm can it be Saturday again instead?

Well considering I am running on around 4 1/2 hours of sleep, I'm not doing too badly. I had thought to sleep in more than 6:30am this morning, but the boys (cats) felt that 6:3o was already way past their breakfast time, so they paced and talked while they paced, on me! I gave in and got up. Problem is most times, once I am up, I am up. However, I do know I am hitting the hay by 8 tonight. (will probably be closer to 8:30 or 9 though).

It's been a quiet day. Sundays are usually quiet around our house, it's the day reserved for laundry, movies and finishing up tasks. And yes you guessed it, I pretty much am too lazy today to make those scones, although I am making a second loaf of bread.

Mushy has developed an interesting habit. He prefers to wait and only drink my ice water out of my glass. Heaven forbid I should have something other that water in that glass, that is a big disappointment to him! Like Wednesday evening, work had been a big hassle that day, so I splurged and came home and made myself a Bloody Mary. Yum..... I rarely drink but once in a while I will make myself one. And I love Bloody Marys. Anyway, Mush just couldn't believe that there was something other than water in that glass. He kept going over to it expecting to find it had changed to water, or if I picked it up to take a drink he would try to grab the rim with his paw to see if it was water yet since I was drinking it, and I usually only ever drink water, he assumed I couldn't possibly be drinking something so vile as say, Tomato Juice? LOL When I finally did get to getting myself some ice water, I couldn't have any of it, he hogged it all, and if I picked it up to take a drink, he would grab my arm or hand with his switchblades to pull my hand and the glass back to him. He is so funny about this, definitely prefers ice water out of our glasses, but will occasionally stoop to drinking from his bowl if I put ice in it while he is watching, and he likes to drink from the bathroom faucet in the mornings.

Sometimes I am just simply amazed at the depth of their personalities, and how expressive their eyes and voices can be. As they get older they certainly get more talkative. Although Djinn only yeowls when he wants something right now. Otherwise his eyes say it all and he purrs alot. Yummy, hmmmmm, now he can defy description sometimes. Suffice it to say he's a big boy and he knows it and he knows how to achieve optimum pestiness to get his way. Cracks me up sometimes.

Here's the other two boys....

Yummy

















and Djinn